LimouScene (Sorry for the pun)

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(The Techno Family Limousine can be seen driving back to the hotel. Trollex can be seen hugging his fins and looking out the window, while Hickory sits next to him, glaring furiously at Barb.)

Trollex: *sighs*

Hickory: *eye twitches*

(Barb can be seen amusing herself by playing with the car window button repeatedly.)

Hickory: *scrunches up his face*

Barb: *taking notice* ...What?

Hickory: "What?", "WHAT?"?! What were you DOING?! *rips off his hair*

Barb: *sighs* I owed my boy buddy a solid! Isn't that a "redeeming quality"? Helping friends with stuff? *rolls eyes*

Hickory: Not with turf wars that result in territorial genocide!

Barb: Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. Ehahahahahah! *proceeds to play with the car window button* It wasn't that bad, anyway. *almost gets hit with a knife thrown her way* Aw, come on! I had to! *brushes back hair* My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was tryna go clean? It just throws out my entire persona! *suggestively wiggles chest*

Hickory: Your credibility? What about the hotel's?! *gestures at Trollex* Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke! *combusts*

Barb: *scoffs* No, no, no, babe. Jokes are funny! I made you look... uh, sad! *camera pans to Trollex* And pathetic! Like an orphan... with no arms... or legs... Oh! With progeria! *camera focuses back on her* Great! Now I'm bummed thinkin' about it! *starts looking around the limousine* This thing have any liquor?

Hickory: Can you please just try to take this seriously?

Barb: *flicks off a dust bunny* Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your lasso in a twist, baby! *snaps finger at him while smiling*

Hickory: Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?!

Barb: *groans* Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?!

Hickory: *returns to sit next to Trollex as he crosses his arms* I'm gonna kill 'em.

Barb: Too late, toots. Wait! Would that make me double dead? Hah, and where exactly do I go? To Double Hell? Hahahaha! Sorry, you're stuck with me, bitch. Get used to it *folds arms confidently*.

Hickory: *angrily, as he grits his teeth* Why I outta beat the living fudge out of her!

Barb: Listen, who cares if some jack-offs got hurt? Most of 'em are ugly freaks. Look around! *looks out the limousine window, smirking* You got a bunch a fuckin' harlequin-looking babies down here!

Hickory: You're one to talk. *smiles smugly*

Barb: Hey! *motions to her body* This body is flawless! Everyone wants summa me, *jiggles chest and takes out a letter* and I've got the creepy fan letters to prove it!

(Fan letter with a picture of a dirty naked middle-aged man, who ironically has a "No Barb" tattoo, licking a Barb body pillow attached with the message saying "Show me you feet!! -Bryrin, #1 Fan Critic" is shown onscreen.)

Hickory: Grrr...

Trollex: That was really uncool, y'know, Barb.

Hickory: "Uncool"? After that train-wreck, there is no way anyone is gonna wanna stay at the hotel! *looks toward Barb* All thanks to *points at her* you and your selfish bullshit!

Barb: Does that mean I don't have a free room anymore?

Hickory: *motions "What do you think?"*

Barb: *snaps finger* Ah, well shucks.

Trollex: Hey, come on. *takes off headphones* We don't know if things are over yet! Try to relax, Hickory. *puts a hand on Hickory's shoulder* I-it'll be okay!

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